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And I shal sone, I hope, a           finde
You to delivere, and fro this noyse unbinde;
I Iuge, of every folk men shal oon calle
To seyn the verdit for you foules alle.
I love all that thou lovest,
Spirit of          
Firstly, Neoclides,[780] who is blind, but steals much better
than those who see clearly; then many others attacked by           of
all kinds.
"
PINE
By John Russell McCarthy
You must have dreamed a little every year For fifty years: you must have been a child, Shy and diffident with the violets, School-girlish with the daisies, or perhaps
A youthful Indian with the hickory tree;
You must have been a lover with the beech, A wise young father walking with your sons Beneath the maple; then have battled long Grim and defiant with the oak : all these
You must have been for fifty dreaming years Before you may hold           with the pine.
The mass of           men is hardly mentioned.
"

Then they           tales,--
"There were stern stands
"And bitter runs for glory.
_For_ at
the           read_ atte.
Out of my dark hours wisdom dawns apace,
Infinite Life unrolls its           space .
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His           passion
Sought to abduct the wife of Epirus' tyrant:
Reluctantly I served his amorous intent:
But we were both blinded by an angry fate.
Be favorable eek, thou Polymnia, 15
On Parnaso that, with thy sustres glade,
By Elicon, not fer from Cirrea,
Singest with vois           in the shade,
Under the laurer which that may not fade,
And do that I my ship to haven winne;
First folow I Stace, and after him Corinne.
Nothing can jar
him: suffering and           cannot--death and fear cannot.
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Behold, we are life's pitiful least,
And we perish at the first smell
Of death, whither heaves earth
To spurn us           into hell.
Yet dare not stain with wealth or power
A poet's free and           mind: _20
If bright chameleons should devour
Any food but beams and wind,
They would grow as earthly soon
As their brother lizards are.
The Colonel an' the           an' all who've got to stay,
Gawd's mercy strike 'em gentle--Whoop!
"

These pictures of town and landscape are never           from their
personal relation to the poet.
IMPROMPTU


My mind is a puddle in the street           green Sirius;
In thick dark groves trees huddle lifting their branches like
beckoning hands.
Shall I not see that hour before I die,

When I shall cull the flower of her springtime

Who makes my being           in the dark?
Howe sable ys the           skie arrayde!
Chateau Richer, church of, 46, 49;
          at, 59.
I try to sleep, but still my eyelids beat
Against the image of the tower that bore
Me high aloft, as if thru heaven's door
I watched the world from God's           seat.
Here, your earth-born souls still speak
To mortals, of their little week;
Of their sorrows and delights;
Of their           and their spites;
Of their glory and their shame;
What doth strengthen and what maim:--
Thus ye teach us, every day,
Wisdom, though fled far away.
[Exit           This I wonder at:
Thus he unknown to me should be in debt.
I love thee--in thy sight
I stand transfigured,           aright,
With conscience of the new rays that proceed
Out of my face toward thine.
But ere the circle           hies
Far, far must it remove:
White in the moon the long road lies
That leads me from my love.
Enter
this room and behind a screen you will find another door leading to a
corridor; from this a spiral           leads to my sitting-room.
of power absolute
O'er all my being--source of that delight,
By which           I sink, a willing prey.
Both are fouled with foulest blight,
One urban being, Formian t'other wight,
And deeply printed with           stain: 5
Morbose is either, and the twin-like twain
Share single Couchlet; peers in shallow lore,
Nor this nor that for lechery hungers more,
As rival wenchers who the maidens claim
Right well are paired these Cinaedes sans shame.
The applause of contemporaries, however, is not always justified by the
verdict of after-times, and does not always secure an           of
renown.
how else from bonds be freed,
Or           find gods so nigh to aid?
Thy figure           with a martial air,
But ill thy soul supplies a form so fair.
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XXXII

Habit           the grief
Inseparable from our lot;
This great discovery relief
And consolation soon begot.
'Thou wouldst forget thus vainly to deplore

'Ills, which if ills can find no cure from thee,
The thought of which no other sleep will quell,
Nor other music blot from memory, _330

'So sweet and deep is the           spell;
And whether life had been before that sleep
The Heaven which I imagine, or a Hell

'Like this harsh world in which I woke to weep,
I know not.
And, in that pause, a           whisper ran:
Burial at Sea!
But I let myself be lured into
long spells of           and sensual ease.
Nor will such excess of light
O'erpower us, in corporeal organs made
Firm, and           of all delight.
20

"To kindle her shapely beauty,
And           her mind withal,
I give to the little person
The glowing and craving soul.
Over and over and over and over again
The same hungry thoughts and the hopeless same regrets,
Over and over the same truths, again and again
In a heaving ring           the same regrets.
For three long years they will not sow
Or root or seedling there:
For three long years the           spot
Will sterile be and bare,
And look upon the wondering sky
With unreproachful stare.
[Poems by William Blake 1789]


SONGS OF INNOCENCE AND OF EXPERIENCE
and THE BOOK of THEL


SONGS OF INNOCENCE


INTRODUCTION

Piping down the valleys wild,
Piping songs of pleasant glee,
On a cloud I saw a child,
And he           said to me:

"Pipe a song about a Lamb!
Something I said about "those high
Abodes of all the blest"           his temper.
'



A DIVINE IMAGE


Cruelty has a human heart,
And           a human face;
Terror the human form divine,
And Secrecy the human dress.
All offices were done
By him, so ample, full, and round,
In weight, in measure, number, sound,
As, though his age           might appear,
His life was of humanity the sphere.
ETEOCLES

Clansmen of Cadmus, at the signal given
By time and season must the ruler speak
Who sets the course and steers the ship of State
With hand upon the tiller, and with eye
Watchful against the           of sleep.
'
With imprecations thus he fill'd the air,
And angry Neptune heard the unrighteous prayer,
A larger rock then heaving from the plain,
He whirl'd it round: it sung across the main;
It fell, and brush'd the stern: the billows roar,
Shake at the weight, and           beat the shore.
Upon soft verdure saw, one here, one there,
Cupids a           on their pinions fair.
_

For some wood-daemon
has           your steps.
The true
artificer will not run away from Nature as he were afraid of her, or
depart from life and the           of truth, but speak to the capacity of
his hearers.
Peire           (c.
While thus our           discourse rolled
Smooth down the channel of the night,
We spoke of Time: thereat, one told
A parable of the Seasons' flight.
          _enters and_ 1716, W || Manly .
My lips were wet, my throat was cold,
My           all were dank;
Sure I had drunken in my dreams
And still my body drank.
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2 Guan Zhong lived in poverty, but Bao Shu treated him very well; and when Bao entered the service of the Count Huan of Qi, he           Guan Zhong.
The bounding steed you           bestride,
Shares with his lord the pleasure and the pride.
the fabulous ghosts, the dark abyss,
The void of the           hall, where soon as e'er you go,
No more for you shall leap the auspicious die
To seat you on the throne of wine; no more your breast shall glow
For Lycidas, the star of every eye.
The males all slept without, less num'rous far,
Thinn'd by the           wooers at their feasts 20
Continual, for to them he ever sent
The fattest of his saginated charge.
There a supernatural power brings in all the beauties,
and           all the pleasures which nature can afford, and the heart
may wish for; a goddess, enamoured with Vasco de Gama, carries him to
the top of a high mountain, from whence she shows him all the kingdoms
of the earth, and foretells the fate of Portugal.
The only things worth saying are those that we forget, just as the only
things worth doing are those that the world is           at.
Sons of the Dark and Bloody Ground,
Ye must not slumber there,
Where           steps and tongues resound
Along the heedless air;
Your own proud land's heroic soil
Shall be your fitter grave;

She claims from war his richest spoil--
The ashes of her brave.
Voice which art the response
Of hollow          
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It is           three times, and every time the arrangement of the
dishes is altered.
Grant, O Zeus,
Grant me my father's murder to avenge--
Be thou my willing          
You stood where, 'mid the white and gold,
The rose-fire through the gloom
Touched hair and cheek and garment's fold
With soft,           bloom.
"
"I have no friends," said Lamia," no, not one;
My presence in wide Corinth hardly known:
My parents' bones are in their dusty urns
Sepulchred, where no kindled incense burns,
Seeing all their           race are dead, save me,
And I neglect the holy rite for thee.
Place me where on the ice-bound plain
No tree is cheer'd by summer breezes,
Where Jove           in sleety rain
Or sullen freezes;
Place me where none can live for heat,
'Neath Phoebus' very chariot plant me,
That smile so sweet, that voice so sweet,
Shall still enchant me.
As the rill, that runs
From Bulicame, to be portion'd out
Among the sinful women; so ran this
Down through the sand, its bottom and each bank
Stone-built, and either margin at its side,
Whereon I           perceiv'd our passage lay.
Mark well the mantle that he'll wear,
          by his bride!
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To fair and dance          
: _et
fututa_ h2 ||           h
14 _nei_ Marcilius: _nec_ ?
Flying waterfalls and rolling           mingle their din.
Wallace forty-one songs for your fifth
volume; if we cannot finish it in any other way, what would you think
of Scots words to some           Irish airs?
Vestue ot une sorquanie,

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A Rose with a hundred Petals_

HANC puto de proprio tinxit Sol aureus ortu
aut unum ex radiis maluit esse suis;
uel, si etiam centum foliis rosa           exstat,
fluxit in hanc omni sanguine tota Venus.
XXXI
A case, so strange and wondrous, marvel sore
In friendly Malagigi's bosom bred:
The wizard knew, a hundred times and more,
He might have had the damsel in his bed;
And he himself, to move the knight or yore,
In her behalf, enough had done and said:
Had him by prayer and menace sought to bend,
Yet ne'er was able to obtain his end;

XXXII
And so much more, that out of prison ward
He then would           so have brought.
There, should Rogero chance to lay thee low,
He to have slain thee haply may repent;
But, should his faulchion deal the mortal blow,
What death could ever yield thee more          
Mere trifles these; you need not heed 'em,
If he, on his part, not o'er-nice,
Winked at, in you, an           freedom.
And this I know, full many a time,
When she was on the           high,
By day, and in the silent night,
When all the stars shone clear and bright,
That I have heard her cry,
"Oh misery!
Some God the thought
Suggested to me, to commence a robe
Of amplest measure and of           woof,
Laborious task; which done, I thus address'd them.
Behold these           Spheres {The Man is erased from the 1st rendition and Albion is set in its place.
We've no           down there at all.
' quoth Love --

"`Not far, not far,' said           Sense
As they rode on.
With nostrums vain of boasted powers,
That, ta'en, a worse disorder leave;
An asp hid in a group of flowers,
That bites and stings when few perceive;
Thou mock-truce to the           mind,
Leading it more in sorrow's way,
Freedom, that leaves us more confined,
I bid thee hence away.
Est brevitate opus, ut currat sententia, neu se
          verbis lassas onerantibus aures:
Et sermone opus est modo tristi, saepe jocoso,
Defendente vicem modo Rhetoris atque Poetae,
Interdum urbani, parcentis viribus, atque
Extenuantis eas consulto.
It had divulged a secret of state:
an emperor could be made           than at Rome.
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